Termination And Resolution [Final Topic]

Disorder and mayhem reigned the surface as it once done nearly half a decade ago. Laughter was the only chorus that filled the very streets of Endymion and the eerie bloody smiles adorned the city as every compromised citizen went about to whimsically rip and tear one another. The sane has since left the city, only to delay the incoming end of lucidity. However, what could be called brave--no, the more insane have returned. But in their resolve to put an end to this nightmare, their motivations caused turmoil within themselves. Thus, they wrought war on each other with each victory either cutting themselves down or reaching closer to the prize...


Only two would be the first to reach the goal. The air was rife with weight. There was something wrong as they would each feel the sensation as they entered the area. Yet, at the same time, there was the maddening exhilaration crawling through their veins. The unholy light, that was the Terminal was before them, served as the opening into a Hell beyond their wildest imaginations. At the same time, it was something all too wonderful as it whispered promises full of change and possibility. Something stirred inside the hole, quivered even, as if it were waiting. It didn't care if the arrivals both came in, brought their friends with them, or even alone.